Whole that day of August 31, 2001, I felt unusual unrest and anxiety. However without visible reason. It was usual prison day at Lefortovo: under the light of two electrical bulbs one always feels like a tortured animal. Light bulbs, the noises of radio, pale face of my cell-mate bandit Mishka, everything was at place, everyday banal process of torturing was going on. But today as in addition I felt like a heavy weight was placed on me. At first I thought that I becoming psychopat. “Edward, you are finally giving up, after those months of prison life,” - said I to myself. Then I thought that some trouble coming. Some more trouble, because I was in trouble up to the neck. It was already 5 p.m., only one hour before the end of prison working day, when prison soldier opened a feeding hole and said: “Savenko, be ready to go. Without belongings.”
“Without belongings” signified that I was summoned up inside of prison. While putting my best clothes on I thought that my lawyer Beliak came to visit me too late in the day, we will not be able to talk much. Then door opened, I stepped out. Soldiers searched me. Then I stepped to the left. “Not this way. Go other way,” said mustached soldier. It was clear then, that I am going to Investigators office and not to the lawyers’ room.